Me: Okay, here's some cheese.
Jim: Noooooooo! *screams, pushes it away*
Me: Okay, you don't have to have it.
Jim: CHEEEEEEEEESE! *sobs, hurls self to ground*
Me: Look, man, no one's fighting you. You can have it or not, whatever you want. It's just sitting there right by you.
Jim: *shrieks, turns red, continues conniption*
Most of the time he's charming, but he's definitely started the full-on irrational tantrum age. Stay tuned for pictures of the charming times.